Sect Leader Ten Thousand Poisons maniacally laughed, his aura increasing by the second. "Of course I f*cking knew, you idiots!! And originally, the plan was to wait a few dozen more years, when the time was ripe, but the interference of you morons forced that date forward!! But don't worry, I always get my due compensation from idiots like you."
"What is that supposed to mean!?"
Right then, Count Buford, Count Roderick, and Count Thorne felt their hearts stop. They clutched their chests, terror creeping up their faces.
"You… What did you do to us…!?"
Sect Leader Ten Thousand Poisons treated that question like the biggest joke of the century. "I'm a Master of Poison, you fool. The number of ways I know of that can deal with slow-witted youngins like you is countless!"
